157: Chapter 157 Liu Ruyan Makes Her Debut!
However, Qin Yan's five streams of spear force, combined with five streams of Spear Aura,
completely overwhelmed Tang Dao's three streams of blade force in terms of quantity, quality, and destructive power!
That seemingly ferocious silver blade force instantly crumbled and dissipated before the pale golden Spear Aura!
Immediately after, a force of recoil traveled along the a type of ancient chinese saber's blade and into its hilt!
The a type of ancient chinese saber flew directly out of Tang Dao's hand, spinning before crashing onto the distant arena floor.
At the same time, the pale golden spear force also followed its path and penetrated into Tang Dao's palm.
"Pfft!"
The skin on Tang Dao's right palm instantly split open, flesh torn and blood flowing freely, even revealing the stark white finger bones!
Qin Yan's wrist turned again, the Ink-Marked Spear tracing a graceful arc.
Changing from a thrust to a sweep, he accurately struck Tang Dao's chest with the hard side of the spear shaft!
"Thud!"
Tang Dao's entire body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, landing heavily on the arena four or five meters away.
He struggled a few times but, due to the severe injury to his palm and the dull pain in his chest, could no longer get up.
With great difficulty, he raised his head, looking at Qin Yan standing spear in hand at the center of the arena, his face filled with shock and bitterness.
He spoke with difficulty: "Five streams... of spear force... and... Spear Aura... I lost... fairly..."
Before he could finish, he couldn't catch his breath, and coupled with the pain of his injuries, his vision went dark as he completely lost consciousness.
Around Arena Four, there was a moment of silence, followed by an even more deafening wave of exclamations and roars!
The referee quickly stepped forward to check Tang Dao's condition. After confirming he had lost his fighting ability,
he immediately raised his arm and announced in a booming voice: "Modu University of Martial Arts, Qin Yan, wins!"
"Whoa—!"
"Instant defeat?! That was almost an instant defeat!"
"Too strong! That was Longhua Martial University's Tang Dao! He couldn't even withstand a single move!"
"Five streams of spear force!? This Qin Yan is so powerful!"
The spectator stands completely erupted. Qin Yan's name was once again imprinted forcefully in the minds of countless people.
On the Modu University of Martial Arts preparation bench, Mentor Fang Yan revealed a satisfied smile.
"Good lad, quietly and without fanfare, you've actually reached five streams of spear force! What a wonderful surprise!"
Beside him, Lu Qingfeng watched the figure standing tall with spear on the arena, his heart filled with a strong sense of crisis, but also surging with limitless fighting spirit.
Qin Yan's rate of progress was too fast!
At this rate, his own position as second in the team probably wouldn't hold for long.
"I must work even harder!"
Lu Qingfeng secretly clenched his fist, psyching himself up internally. "I absolutely cannot let him surpass me!"
On the arena, Qin Yan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, adjusting his slightly churning internal qi and blood.
His expression was impassive, his gaze calm as he looked towards the direction of Longhua Martial University's preparation bench.
He silently waited for their second contestant to take the stage.
The crushing victory of the first match had already established an absolute advantage and psychological pressure for Modu University of Martial Arts.
And his battle was far from over.
Soon, Longhua Martial University's second contestant stepped onto the arena with an extremely grave expression and heavy steps.
He had personally witnessed how Tang Dao was utterly defeated, and he deeply understood the vast gap between himself and Qin Yan.
But a martial artist's dignity and the school's honor would not allow him to retreat.
Qin Yan raised his head, his gaze sweeping over his opponent.
Upon confirming that this opponent was not the top-ranked Liu Ruyan from Longhua Martial University as recorded in the intel, he lost interest.
As the referee crisply announced "Match begin!", Qin Yan did not give his opponent a chance to assume a stance.
He erupted with qi and blood, launching an attack towards that contestant!
The Ink-Marked Spear in his hand descended towards his opponent's head with a sound that tore through the air!
Pale golden spear force and Spear Aura coiled around the spear shaft,
the aura it emitted making his opponent feel suffocated!
"Bang!"
In his haste, the team member only had time to raise his weapon horizontally above his head before feeling an irresistible, tremendous force.
Man and weapon were blasted off their feet by a terrifying, unstoppable power, flying backward.
He landed directly outside the arena boundary. After struggling a few times, he ultimately couldn't get up.
One move!
The match ended again in the blink of an eye!
Amidst the uproar from the entire audience, they also felt it was only natural.
If even Tang Dao, the team's second strongest, couldn't withstand a single spear strike from Qin Yan, how could this team member, whose strength was clearly inferior, possibly resist this domineering attack condensed with five streams of spear force and Spear Aura?
This simply wasn't a contest on the same level.
The referee quickly stepped forward to check, then loudly announced: "Arena Four, second match! Modu University of Martial Arts, Qin Yan wins!"
Qin Yan slowly retracted his spear, his posture straight and towering like a mountain peak.
His breathing was steady and long; that strike just now hadn't consumed much of his strength.
His gaze calmly looked towards the direction of Longhua Martial University's preparation bench, silently waiting for the next opponent.
...
Inside Longhua Martial University's preparation area, the atmosphere had already dropped to freezing point.
Seeing their second team member also carried back so decisively, and with injuries more severe than Tang Dao's,
a shadow of gloom and a sense of powerlessness hung over all the team members' faces.
Liu Ruyan, with her tall stature and a cold, plum-blossom-like demeanor, now frowned slightly.
She looked at her unconscious teammate, then at the figure standing proudly on the arena.
Taking a deep breath, she turned and spoke firmly to the mentor beside her, whose face was ashen:
"Mentor, we cannot continue like this! For the third match, I must go up!"
Her voice was clear and carried an air of unquestionable resolve.
"You've seen it too. The remaining members of our team are even less capable than Tang Dao, let alone able to contend with this Qin Yan.
If they go up now, they won't serve any purpose in wearing him down.
They would just be giving the opponent free points, needlessly increasing casualties, and severely damaging our morale!"
She paused, her sharp gaze turning to the arena. "Let me face him in battle!
If I can defeat him, that would be best and would greatly boost our morale. Even if I cannot defeat him..."
A flash of determination appeared in Liu Ruyan's eyes. "I will exert my full strength to probe his depths and find a way to seriously injure him during the fight!
We absolutely cannot let him achieve the humiliation of a one-versus-five sweep against our Longhua Martial University! Our Longhua must not be completely shut out!"
That mentor looked at the firm fighting spirit in Liu Ruyan's eyes, then at the team's low morale. He nodded heavily.
Patting Liu Ruyan's shoulder, he earnestly advised: "Alright! Ruyan, you will take the stage! Remember, act according to your ability; your safety is most important!
Our team will still need you to lead in the subsequent loser's bracket matches!"
"I understand, Mentor." Liu Ruyan nodded solemnly.
She reached out and picked up the longsword leaning nearby. Her fingers brushed over the cold hilt as an intangible sharp aura began to gather around her.
She stepped forward, her posture straight and tall, walking firmly towards Arena Four.
Her entrance instantly attracted the gaze of the entire venue!
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